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"My brother has been away for two years. If Huayue doesn't come back next year, we will migrate to the deserted marsh and pass through the Giant Dragon Mountains. My father said that there is another branch of the Winged Tiger Clan over there."

Tiredness welled up, Ning Miao's eyelids twitched, and she replied in a daze, "Oh."

After a few days of peace and stability, the Yihu tribe ushered in a great moment.

After dinner that day, the six-headed tigers on the platform suddenly changed.

Ning Miao happened to be very close. Like watching a sci-fi movie, the Maverick's hair gradually became transparent, emitting a white shimmer.

All gathered around the platform, fists pressed to foreheads.

Ning Miao did the same, praying to God in the way of an orc: "God is above, send our hero back."

After the twilight lasted for ten minutes, it suddenly became intense, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire station.

Ning Miao had to cover her eyes. At this moment, the Chiyue Forest seemed particularly quiet, with a holy atmosphere permeating it.

The brilliance dissipated, and Dashan, Ermao, Baihuo, Liang, Chongzi, and Black Snake returned.

The tribe scrambled to their feet and rushed towards their hero.

Ning Miao was worried that a group of males would be crushed to death by the mountain that had just turned back, and was about to stop, but Bai Yi took his hand, "It's okay."

Ning Miao couldn't find any words to describe the complicated mood at that moment, full of mixed flavors.

When Xiao Hei hugged the black snake's leg and cried loudly, Ning Miao buried her head in Bai Yi's chest, stretched out her hand to caress the long scar on the man's chest, her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Hu He was puzzled and stepped forward and said: "Ning, the gods sent Dashan and the others back. Quick, tell the gods that the Yihu people will always remember their kindness."

Ning Miao rubbed her red eyes and said in high spirits, "Yes, sacrifice to the gods!"

After returning to the cave, I put on my white shirt, and before I could worry about how unsuitable the animal skin skirt around my lower body was, the bonfire was already lit.

Ning Miao stepped onto the platform barefoot and taught the Yihu people their first dance...Guozhuang.

Surrounded by the fire, hitting the ground with a wooden spear to make a rhythm, the elder clan witch sang beautiful sacrifices.

Master Zuwu said that everyone can learn this sacrificial speech, and the sacrificial speech is also simple, only four sentences.

Therefore, in the resident of the Yihu tribe, more than 800 people sang and danced to express their gratitude to the gods, and the singing continued for a long time:

Guan Guan Ju Dou, in the river continent.

My lady, my gentleman is good.

Ning Miao jumped out of strength, and Bai Yi carried him back to the cave.

Ning Miao couldn't get enough of it, but she was exhausted, and the man's embrace smelled surprisingly good and comfortable.

Too sleepy, Ning Miao slurred his speech: "Ayi, I admit it, my fair lady, um, you have a good figure. You are a gentleman, um, in short, I will cover you. Quickly, call my husband to come and listen."

Bai Yi's eyes were so gentle that water could be wrung out, and he heard his partner repeatedly asking for it several times.

Bai Yi leaned over and whispered like a cello in the ear of his clan witch: "Honey, be good, go to sleep."

Ning Miao had a dream. In the dream, Bai Yi turned into a sexy big beauty, her eyes fluttered, and she acted coquettishly: "My husband..."

Oh my god, Ning Miao woke up in shock.

When I woke up, I found many people in the cave, including Baiyi, Huhe, Huling, Bainiu, Tian, ​​Zhen, Jiji, Xiaojiao, Ya, Lai, and Dashan.

Ning Miao was at a loss, what's going on, the leadership team of the Maverick Clan expanded the meeting?

Throwing a questioning look at Bai Yi beside him, the guy came over without saying a word, and hugged Ning Miao into his arms.

The ear was blocked by Bai Yi's thick palm, Ning Miao couldn't break free, and became furious: "What nerves are there, let me go!"

As soon as the words fell, a white light flashed in front of Ning Miao's eyes, and the long-lost lightning came to the Red Moon Forest.

Ning Miao was angry and funny: "There's nothing to be afraid of thunder, it's normal, let me go."

Bai Yi shook his head.

When the thunder came, Ning Miao was stunned by the thunder on the spot, what the fuck, the Leishen's house is about to collapse, and a universe is created directly?

The eardrums hurt, and the dust on the cave roof was shaken off.

Ning Miao opened her mouth with difficulty, not daring to push Bai Yi's hand away, her mind was buzzing, and she couldn't hear anything except thunder.

Thunder swept across the earth all morning.

The sky was gloomy, with black clouds extremely low.

When the strong wind blew, Tianshen must have written [-] words and forgot to save it, then crashed without solution, was distraught, and cried profusely.

Ning Miao looked at the torrential rain outside and felt the same.

After the rain fell, Lei Gong and Dian Mu called it a day and went home.

The trench cleared by Uncle Tian was deep enough to save the cave from flooding.

There are ten days of rainy days when you can't do anything, and you have a rare annual vacation. The clansmen with partners are devoted to the vigorous human creation project.

The single dogs were very miserable, and even Ning Miao couldn't help shedding tears of sympathy.

On the third day of the rainy day, Ning Miao's hearing finally returned to normal.

Bai Yi has gotten worse recently, and Ning Miao felt several times that he was going to be killed on the bed by this animal.

In order to protect themselves, Ning Miao organizes the males who are idle at home to do a big thing that they have always wanted to do but have no time to do... sewing new clothes.

After two days of research, it turns out that collective wisdom is by no means a simple one plus one.

Grinding bones into needles, cutting skins into threads, and knotting them into buttons, the animal skin clothes look decent.

Ning Miao found some particularly soft leather and made more than a dozen pairs of underwear in one go, finally bid farewell to the embarrassing times when the crotch was exposed by the wind.

Putting on the newly made animal skin pants, Ning Miao felt like a human again.

Soon, underwear became a new fashion, and many male orcs made triangles, squares, and T-shaped with ingenuity, which amazed and deeply impressed Ning Miao.

As the saying goes, the master is among the people.

Slowly, bedding, cloaks, hats, gloves, boots, coats, and scarves were also made by the great masses of the people under the description and guidance of Ning Miao Qiqibaba.

Before the storage of animal skins was emptied, Ning Miao stopped the tribe's crazy costume creation.

On the tenth day, after the rain, the sky cleared, the trees dropped their branches and leaves, the green grass turned yellow and died, and the golden moon came.

All the work was carried out step by step, and Ning Miao took over the preparations for the trip to Huangze, including food, clothing, weapons, and tools.

There are so many things to do, Ning Miao can't wait to tear herself apart.

Bai Yi left Ermao and Black Snake behind, and the two were entrusted with the heavy responsibility of protecting the clan witch. They were very excited and extremely responsible, and they never left Ning Miao's side.

"Bigfoot, go to the pottery kiln and ask how long it will take, little foot, take someone to the bee forest and investigate again."

Ning Miao raised his forehead, one meal a day on rainy days, the meat was emptied, and there were still a lot of dried salted bamboo shoots, mushrooms and cassava, "Uncle Tian, ​​Hu Ling, re-adjust the proportion of food to reduce meat consumption as much as possible."

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After turning around twice, Ning Miao decided to take a breath, sat down on the edge of the platform, took out a charcoal pencil and wrote a work log on the animal skin.

There is sufficient stock of sesame mushroom cream, and there are many ginger and pickled peppers, which can be used as exchanges.

While the light time is still long, dry cassava flour should be prepared as soon as possible, and stone tools for pounding rice should also be put on the agenda for the tool team.

Alas, there are so many things to think about, Ning Miao wanted to write, but the deliberately raised voice of the little feet interrupted his train of thought.

"Lord Ning, look, what did we bring back?"